Without art, the crudeness of reality would make the world unbearable. Wednesday, June 10, 2015. Art, like life, is always in transition. The few landscapes that I did paint a few weeks ago, did not sit well with me. Nothing seemed to look right and was very unsatisfying. right? Saturday, May 2, 2015. There must have been 1.

Mom and Dad were married on August 2, 1952, on a very hot day, in an un-air-conditioned church in St. I used ideas from the book. The exact pattern for this quilt is not.

My summer journal as an Evolution Events intern. Saturday, April 24, 2010. I know it sounds cliche but it seriously feels like my freshman year of college just began yesterday.

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